Bill asked me the other day, did I regret having kids as early as I did and not taking the time then to do the things that I really wanted to do (travel, explore etc) when I was younger. Some days I think the answer would be yes. On the other hand, when we retire at 50 years old, we won't still have teens living at home like many of our friends. Kait will be 29, Bev will be 26 and our "baby", Scott, will be 24. We will be able to sell the house we bought for less than $100 K (BEFORE the market went insane) at a huge profit and move away to a little place on our own in a less populated area of the country. We can travel at our hearts content, entertain at will and I can be as lazy as I want to on the weekends.

In other news....it's FREAKING hot. I opened our electric bill today and almost had a fit. Our normal summer bill is generally "High" at $350 in July and August. This one was....sit down....$640.87. AND that is with Bill's medical discount. Without that it would have been $1000. I am wondering 2 things....we had the new roof put on last month...so I wonder if something happened to the unit. The other thing is my pregnant daughter...just how low was SHE setting the themostat. We're having a family meeting tomorrow to discuss electric usages.

Not much else going on. I am either coming down with tonsillitis or strep. I am kinda hoping it's strep...if I get the other again, the doctor s talking surgery to remove my tonsils....and on an adult it is supposed to be harder. I'm off to eat sherbit and suck ice cubes and Halls throat drops.

I am such a follower~Cause Mary, Kate and Meagan did it....I must!

A. Four jobs I have had in my life: (can you pick out the theme??)
1. Babysitter
2. Preschool teacher
3. Kindergarten teacher
4. School Secretary

B. Four movies I would watch over and over:
1. Jerry Maguire
2. Logan's Run
3. Indiana Jones
4. My Best Friend's Wedding

C. Four places I have lived:
1. Weisbaden, germany
2. Crete, Greece
3. Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
4 Bakersfield, California

D. Four television shows I watch:
1. Project Runway
2. Real World/Road Rules
3, Lost
4. 24

E. Four bands I have seen live:
I saw Rick Springfield in concert once...that's it

F. Four bands I deeply regret not having seen live:
I am not one for going to concerts...would rather just buy the cd and enjoy it when I feel like it at a volume that doesn't affect my hearing~

G. Four places I have been on vacation:
1. Disneyworld
2. The Grand Canyeon
3. Vancouver. British Columbia
4. Beaches in California, Oregon, Florida, Washington and Texas

H. Websites I visit daily:
1. Jixemitri
2. We Three Bitches
3. FanFic.net
4 Pogo.com

I. Four of my favorite foods:
1. Cherries
2. Chicken Fried Steak
3. Lime Sherbet
4. Broccoli

J. Four places I would rather be right now:
1. anywhere it isn't 111 degrees outside
2. The beach
3. on a quiet vacation by MYSELF
4. A San Diego Charger's game sitting in Philip River's Lap (he's the QB)

IT'S A BOY!!!!!!!!!!!

~Alexander Eric will be here in December~

Today is the day~~

We find out today whether I am having a granddaughter or a grandson. I'm excited to know. The names have been picked out for weeks now and I will finally get to know who it is kicking me when I blow on Kait's stomach. Whether it is Peyton or Alexander (Zander) he, or she, is going to play forward on a soccer team someday...what a kick! I'll let you know later today....wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

It's entirely too hot to do much...so I am officially taking the weekend off. I did absolutely nothing productve today. Tomorrow the temp is supposed to be 113 degrees. That's without factoring in the humidity that we've had lately (very odd). I plan on parking my buns in front of the tele and having a chick flick marathon. Sure the dishes need to be washed and the kids just might want to eat something....I'll do the dishes during the night and I stocked up on microwave treats...it's even too hot to turn on the stove right now.

New motto~

Boys are stupid, let's throw rocks at them~

Men suck!

That is all~

YOU SAY IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY...WELL IT'S MY BIRTHDAY TO!!!

I'm 38 today. My brother called to tell me I am "OLD". My sister even made a comment similiar to that. Even Bill keeps telling me I am getting "older". Ok, I'll give HIM that one. I am getting older, but I am not old. I do more now "partying" wise than I did in my 20's. My younger friends don't hesitate to include me in their plans. I may be older....but I act younger, I play younger and I feel younger. I truly believe age is just a number. I know people who are old. Granted they may be in their early 20's but they are old. I know people in their late 40's who are old. I also know people in their 60's who are as young as can be.

This isn't to say there are days I don't wake up and groan as I roll out of bed due to various aches and pains....I do. Injuries rack up over time and

cause the aches and pains of life...but bet I know a certain quarterback in Pittsburgh who is feeling just as many aches and pains as I am lately...and he is only 24 this year...LOL. So, while today may be MY birthday, I share it with all of you...raise your glasses (beverage of choice of course) Salute~

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You can't help getting older, but you don't have to get old.

George Burns

~BEVERAGE WARNING~

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

proceed with caution

THIS IS PERSONAL

READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!

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Okay. Here goes. I wish I had "perky" boobs. They have always been large...ok...huge. I spent fourth grade with my arms crossed in front of my chest. Fifth grade I think I wore a jacket for much of the year. By high school I was a bit more comfortable with "the girls" but made sure to wear modest tshirts and blouses.

Had kids...they got bigger. Had three kids...they got...shall we say more eliptical??

I want them back up where God, in His wisdom, intended for them to be. I want them smaller. Losing weight doesn't help. I lose other places...not there...at one point, if I turned sideways, I could look like a capital

P

I'm tired of looking like a P. I'm tired of the UGLY industrial strength bras. I am tired of constantly having to adjust myself so my shirts lay flat. I am tired of the neck and shoulder pain.

I told Bill for Easter, I don't want any bunnies....instead....I want....

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~EASTER BOOBIES~

So, I am stating it here for all 4 of my readers to see. I am GOING to lose 70 pounds. I am going to see my sister's "plastics guy". I am going to pay through the nose to have the boobs of a 25 year old...not just ANY 25 year old...oh no...I want the perky boobs of the B**** at the gym...Ashlie...you know the one...Perky boobs, narrow waist, cute giggle, the one all the guys drool over. I want her boobs...and come hell or high water...I'm gonna have them~

I know, I know, I've caused mental stress to you with this topic...it's ok...run away....I understand completely.

Ever just been in a funk?? The kind of funk where you just want to go and do something kinda crazy?? Like take a cruise by yourself, run to the other side of the country to meet internet firends, buy a sofa or something along those lines?? That's kinda where I am right now. I am feeling kinda unappreciated at work, very unappreciated by my kidlets right now...and I wish I could just grab someone elses body...and run away for a week and be glamourous. I'm freaking tired of being overweight...I' am watching what I eat...and the scale isn't moving. I KNOW part of it is my nonexistant thyroid...but geez I "killed" it 3 years ago...how much longer til my body starts accepting the damn replacement?? Sometimes I am verrrrrrrrrrrrrrry tempted to just double my thyroid replacement....knowing it will make me hyper...cause at least when I was hyper...I lost weight...without trying. True, it could lead to a heart attack...but at least I'll be thin before I die.

This is kinda long but....

In late June and early July, 1776, in Philadelphia, a small group of bright and forward thinking men collectively determined that it was time for the British colonies they represented in the Continental Congress to go their own way and break from the mother country. On July 4, 1776, they issued a declaration to that effect. They risked literally everything they had on an idea whose time had come. They were statesmen who sensed they could do something important, something great, something that would have a profound effect for generations to come.

A great many people now say they believe that America is a horrible place, ruled by an uncaring elite class whose sole interest is preserving their power, both here and around the world. That is, unfortunately, to some small extent true. However, until people start risking their lives walking across the desert in July, or having themselves shipped in stifling containers for weeks, to leave this country and get someplace else, I still think we are doing a pretty good job, at least compared to the rest of the world. There are a lot of places I would like to visit, but I can't think of any place else I would rather live. As long as that remains the case, I will continue to be proud to call myself an American.

Happy 4th of July. Enjoy, but be safe.